The House Fire

The House on Fire "Hailey!, Let's go we are gonna be late" Dominic's voice boomed up the stairs as he fixes the cufflinks on his suite.       "Don't rush me" she spat down the hall as her heels clicked on the marble flooring. Stunning she pull the gold satin from the floor and gracefully glided down the stairs as her amber eyes met her brother's.       "What's the big rush anyway, you don't care for the Vitalies and this is stricktly business is it not?" Hailey stood at the stair case making sure she didn't forget anything straighting her long ponytail that draped down her back to her waist. "Of course I hate Vincent and Palo, what's new but father put us up to this s**t until he comes back" Dom retorted smoothing the sides of his grey suite and slicking back his jet black hair.       Ignorning her brother she proceeded to talk to the door and head towards the Black Escalade that awaited them. Steven her body gaurd opened the passenger door "Goof Evening maam" he greeted       "Good evening Steven" she replied with a sweet smile "Don't go falling in love with her Steven, father will kill you dead were you stand" Dom tapped his shoulder while rounding to the driver's seat.       Dominic placed the vehicle in drive and down the highway we drove, not saying much as the city seemed to pass us by and we came on the outskeerts of town. Incrotiching on private property where this massive mansion, with and iron clad gate surrounding the area. "This is so f*****g stupid, such a waste of time, money and resources." Domiic said under his breath as we came to the large man stating by the gate.       "What is your business here?" The large man asks as he looks in the truck. "Business with Mr. Vitalie, we have an appointment" Dominic says handing the large man a red envelope. The man took the envelope opening it to see the top and handing it back to Dominic       "My apologies, please head in to the ciricle drive and there will be someone there to help escort you into the manor". The gate to the manor opens and we follow the road around to the massive home. Three men in suits are standing outside smoking and joking around until they see us pull us as the then stood tall and had puzzled faces.       Dominic turns off the ignition and get out to grab my door, but one of the men beat him to it.       "Buonasera bellissima. Per favore, fai attenzione a dove metti i piedi" The man speak in a thick italian accent. I flash a smile replying simply "Grazie, buon signore" Dominic comes around awaiting me to accompany him in. "Don't get comfotrable here" Dominic's voice was low but harsh and his tanned skin was starting to get red around his cheeks.       "Did you notice the other vehicles, parked on the other side" he questioned low never making eye contact       "I did" I stated looking up as there was audiable music and conversation happening. The smell of oregano and basil mixed with cologon and cigars filled the open foyer to this massive castle. A man dressed very nice spoke to us reching the top of the stairs "This way Mr. Bellamy" As I followed in Dominic's wake the man had brough us to a large room with 5 men sitting playing poker.       Dominic runs his hand through his hair, and then places his hands in his pant pockets "Master Vitalie, Dominic and Hailey Bellamy" the man introduces us and turns out of the room.       "Please have a seat once this game is done we will dicuss business" his eyes never looked up from the green felt table with half a million dollars of chips that flooded the middle. Cigar smoke bellowed as we took a seat on the large leather couch in the corner. The leather was cold against the back of my thighs, no wanting to make a fuss I distract myself with the painting's on the wall that was until Dom swatted at my for my attention.       "What?!" I whisper yelled slightly annoyed He nudged his head in the direction to the poker table that I had tried not to stare at, across from Vince was a few faces I didn't know but at the head of the table was the man who I really never wanted to see again,Damien Buscemi he is Domnic's best friend and my worst enemy. I used to have a thing for this hunk of a man. 6' 4 fit, tanned skin, slicked back black hair and this piercing blue eyes. He screwed everything up not allowing my mind to run wild with those features that broke my heart, ruined my trust.       "FLUSH" one guy at the table yelled allowing me to re-enter reality As two other guys graon throwing thier cards a deep voice speaks "Straight Flush" goosebumps raising on my arms. The men at the table grumble and the man's big hands grab the chips bringing them towards his chest and he slightly chuckled.       "Alright Damien, you win" Vincent sneared "Time for business" he snapped his finger and three of the five men excused themselves from the table leaving Vince and Damien.       Taking my leave from the couch Dominic and I found ourselfes at the table as Vince started to re shuffle the cards. Finding anything to keep my eyes off of Damien I felt his gaze sear my skin and wait for me to turn my eyes to him.       "Listen" Dominic commanded attention and respect. "As much as I love to ass grab I believe the business is what we are here for, right?" He grabbed his cigarrettes out of his pocket smacking them on the table before taking one out to light it. Inhaling loudly "It's simple, we have the goods and we need them moved, you have the man power to do it." Exhaling smoke Vince followed suit with his cigarrette.       "I understand the deal our parents have put in place and that they are doing heavy lifting to get this off the ground from out in Palermo" Vince's words were cold. His eyes like ice looking over Dom and myself. "I say for the amount of men you'll need to move such products, there should be something extra in it for me" A snaking smile spilled across his face.       Dom's deminor became defensive and slightly annoyed as he pressed his thumb and for finger in the brige of his nose closing his eyes. "I'm going to make this crystal f*****g clear once" his voice was soft but stern       "If, if you think i'm giving you my sister or anymore access to the women that live in our compound I will kill you. They are not to be sold you can't buy them, the fuckin floozies you have here give BJ's too and paying off your debts this way isn't my way." Vince snickered and Damien sat at the end of the table lighting a cigarrett never breaking the look he had locked on the side of my face.       "Dom common, your sister, she is" trailing off looking me up and down. Dom slamming his hand on the table causing the drink on the side to spill, "It isn't up for discussion." Raising his hands in defeat "you got it" his voice slightly cracked. "Dominic, don't go scaring people to get what you want" Damien snickered whilst taking a drink of the brown liquid in his cup.       "Damien, we will need you to help with-" Dom was cut off by his hand being held up "I told you before, I want 30%. Anything outside of that protect yourself. It's nothing personal just business" his jaw clinched and his hand was gliding up and down his glass. He was out of this world. I get why all the girls threw themselfs at him, but my days of swooning over Damien Buscemi are OVER!       Finding that I have nothing to do with this conversation I lean over to Dom letting him know I will excuse myself and get a drink while leaving there were howling noises and I refuse to turn around to see who was making them. I already knew, flipping my middle finger up I continued to the large door pushing it open to leave.